Gunshots resounded methodically and fast as released pigeons panicked in flight and tried to avoid their fates. One by one, they dropped as each shot took the life of each of them. Helplessly and unable to help one another, the birds flapped their wings in an attempt to escape. Their majestic flight was no match for the bullets intent on cutting short their lives. One. Two. Three. Four. Five of them dropped miserably. Their wings were forever silenced from flapping. Some of them with the chance of letting out a last, agonised cry and others departed the world without a sound. The shooter paused for a moment and the last bird let out a triumphant call of celebration. A sound that was shortlived as it was cut short by the release of another bullet accompanied by a booming sound. Like a brave warrior, the bird turned in the air as if to keep flying. Then, it dropped. Joining the litter of dead carcasses on the grounds of the shooting range. “Your aim is as sharp as ever, Boss” Alejand
“I have good news, babe” Jason announced as he entered his children’s playroom/creation room. The twins had developed ongoing interest in certain things that Jason and Millicent had thought it would be better to encourage them in. Jasmine loved to break things down and rebuild them with few modifications, she had started with her toys and had moved on to other things. While Alexander loved the arts. He loved staring at them, asking questions about them, and then trying to recreate them. They had been so ecstatic when one of the fifteen bedrooms had been converted into a partitioned creation room for them. Jasmine’s side was painted in her favourite burgundy colours and fitted with tools she might need. While Alexander’s was designed with artistic paintings depicting greenery and his superhero figures. It was fitted with aisles, drawing papers, charcoal, pencils, colours and several other things they believed might be useful in helping him decide what he loved to use the most. The k
It turned out that the men with the extraordinary offer for the purchase of Paragon Heights are such busy men that they wouldn’t be available for the sale meeting. “They will be sending a representative though” Liam assured Jason. “I wish they could have added that information at first before I decided to tell the person with the other offer that we will not be doing business together,” Jason said anxiously as he tugged at his silk tie. He had a plain white shirt and suit pants on. Accessorised with $100, 000 Manolo shoes, a $75, 000 Patek Phillipe wristwatch and the customised tie; Jason looked like a man ready to bag a $6, 000, 000, 000, 000 sale but worry etched his face. He couldn’t sit still for long as he stood up abruptly from the head of the chair in the meeting room, where they had been waiting for the representative, who seemed to be taking his or her sweet time. Jason strode to the window, then turned back to face Liam and the others. “I mean, what if they changed their
Liam’s outburst shocked Anastasia and Phils but it seemed to open Jason’s eyes. He looked guiltily at Liam, then said hurriedly “You are right. That was uncalled for. I shouldn’t have let my history with him cloud my sense of judgement” “And still, you are here while the man is storming out of the company right now!” Liam snapped. “Yes, yes, I will…” Jason quickly rushed out of the office and they all followed him in the hope of catching up with the representative. The men were just getting into their cars when Jason rushed out of the company and called “Mr Rodriguez! Mr Rodriguez! I am so sorry about earlier. You don’t deserve to be treated like that! I am sorry. If you can just come back inside now, I promise to be strictly professional about this” “Strictly professional?” the man said with a scoff as he turned back to Jason. “You must still think you are one big deal, Monroe. You are nothing. A failure who can’t even hold on to the company he was given for long. You will probab
“I couldn’t have done this without you,” Jason said as he raised his glass to Liam over chicken ravioli and lobsters. “You are the real hero today. Thank you, cousin” “Hear, hear,” Phils said as he raised his glass, and clinked it against Anastasia’s before drinking just as the cousins had done. “I can’t take the credit though,” Liam said with a sheepish smile as he placed his glass back on the table. “We all did this. It couldn’t have happened if not for all our inputs. All of us” Anastasia smiled and said “Well, you should definitely take the credit though. Apart from getting us this deal; you stood up and think fast when…” she trailed off. “Oh, you mean when I almost kicked the deal away because of that little pettiness of mine? You can say it, Ana” Jason said with a smile. “I know I messed up. But hey, all is well that ends well, right? We eventually walked away with six trillion dollars, just as you predicted” he said to Liam. “I am just so glad that the company was saved. E
A WEEK LATER The loss of Paragon Heights was bittersweet for Jason but it was mostly bitter during the following week that his employees got busy with the necessary procedure needed to hand over the company to a new owner. It was finally the day for the handing over. Jason dressed carefully and waited for Millicent to be done with their dressing so that they could leave too. Liam had finally left for Hongkong five days ago and he had promised to call in later to ask how the handing over went. Though Jason felt he should be around when the men came over for the handover but Liam believed that there was no need for that since the payment had been made and the agreement had been reached. Jason understood that his cousin was eager to head his company's operatiosn instead of having managers in charge as he had over the past moths. He couldn’t deny him that. “I wish you better luck in running your company” he had said before his cousin left in the limo he had asked the driver to drive hi
For the moment, Jason forgot about the fact that cameras were trained on him watching his every move. All he could see as he stared at the sharply-dressed man in front of him was the tiny room he had shared with Emma, the girl they had been in the foster home together. All he could hear were the sounds of cruelty as this bastard, standing in front of him hit both Emma and Jason. He couldn't get rid of the hateful look in Emma's eyes when she thought that Jason had been the one who molested her. He could almost feel the weight of her lifeless body in his arms after she died. Buried by the parents of the bastard standing in front of him. Jason unconsciously took a step towards him as the cornflower blue eyes of sweet Emma glared into his mind's eyes. Emma had been the only friend he had made in the foster system and they were glad to be sent to the same home together. All had been bearable until Emma had died after being defiled by the bastard in front of him. The greatest pain Jason
"You see this company, though on a smaller scale back then, was started by my brother and I, Manuel Monroe. I worked so hard by bringing this company up from the ground up while allowing my brother to ride my coattails. But then, sweet, gullible Manuel, God bless his soul, trusted a thief and a lying rogue who caused my brother's death and took everything that belonged to us!" Silence swept through the room in the wake of Michael's compassionate speech. Then it was immediately followed by hushed whispers as the reporters began to wonder aloud about the turn of events, even as they waited for Michael to continue. They had come to the company to record one of the most iconic hand over in the history of Montreau. They had no idea that they would be dealing with something else entirely."What is going on, Jason?" Millicent asked for the umpteenth time as Jason kept his gaze pinned on his suddenly resurrected uncle."Same question on my mind right now" he muttered.The latter had not spar
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The latest of the scandals related to the Monroes was the handover event that turned out to be more than everybody expected. But instead of the event turning out to be the most humiliating for Jason as his enemies expected, it turned out to be the greatest positive publicity that he had ever gotten. Nationally and internationally, people were talking about the man who smartly outwon his evil relatives and helped the FBI and two national police to solve cases that had been open for ages. Sales in Paragon Heights and all their subsidiaries skyrocketed and their shares grew so fast that Paragon Heights' worth went from five trillion dollars to forty-eight trillion dollars in no time, with more potential. Paragon Heights became the Holy Grail of business in California and all over the world. They became the first conglomerate on permanent contract slots for the UN and many international organisations. Jason’s fame as a capable, family-minded, CEO grew with his sophisticated wife, Millice
Sonia opened her eyes and looked at him “A silly whim that I regret a lot now. I was to select a new face. Then I suddenly showed the doctor Millicent face on the phone that I wanted that. At that moment, it was to get back at her for having what I would never have - Jason, I mean. But eventually, I realise that in a silly way of mine, I was probably hoping that some of her goodness will rub off on me. Stupid, isn’t it?” she asked him with a smile, then look away again when his expression didn’t change. “Sorry,” she muttered. “You said she is happy?” he asked suddenly. She looked back at him with a questioning look on her face “With Jason. You are sure that her happiness was not just a show? She wasn’t just acting?” Sonia scoffed “Acting? She would be an idiot not to jump excitedly anytime she remembers that he belongs to her” She saw the look on his face and quickly said “Oh, I am sorry. I mean. She is very happy. She loves him. Any idiot could see that. Even when I was trying to c
Just as Millicent was settling down in her newly decorated office befitting a chairwoman; a woman who looked just like Millicent, until closely scrutinised, laughed out loud in a penthouse in Montreau. Bastion Alverro, current Capomandamento of the Alverro family gave her an askance look before asking “What is so funny in what I just said?” The woman continued laughing while trying so hard to curb her mirth “I…I am so sorry. I just couldn’t help it. Who would have thought that a powerful man like you would be a child at heart? I mean, who else would chase after someone this hard and for this long because of a silly dream?” she laughed again. Bastion looked at her again and said slowly “Something is different. Your face, that laugh. It is different” he said thoughtfully. “Oh, thank God. Finally, somebody with half a brain. I mean, I am sorry I am not trying to tell you that you have only half a brain. I am just…I was trying to tell those morons, who grabbed me that I am not that st
The drama of the morning only seemed to increase as Jasmine burst into their room, just as Millicent finished dressing. She had been distracted by Jason and dressing up had eventually taken more than an hour. Sending up a prayer to the heavens that she was fully clad, she turned towards the girl and smiled “Hey, beautiful. What’s up? What is with the rush?” “Grandpa is here,” Jasmine said excitedly. “He brought a woman with him” “Brought a…Heinrich is here?” Millicent asked in surprise. “Yes, he is. He wants to see Daddy and Isabel was acting weird” Jasmine said thoughtfully. “Oh yes, weird is the least of it,” Millicent thought anxiously. Then to Jasmine, she said “Go and tell Heinrich that we will be there soon” Jasmine skipped out of the room, her school tie swinging like a pendulum on her neck. Millicent turned to face Jason as he came out of the bathroom. He looked toward the door and asked “Was that Jas?” “Oh, it certainly was. And…well, you have a visitor” Millicent sai
“You were tossing and turning all night” Jason said to Millicent as she opened her eyes the following morning. He had been watching her for a while. “Uh? Oh, is that so?” Millicent said as she raised her head to accept Jason’s kiss “Hmm, this is surely the best way to wake up” she said as she held him tightly to herself and deepened the kiss. They were both breathing hard when they separated. Jason flopped back on his back, with his hand gently playing with Millicent’s hardened nipples. “Now, that is the best way to wake up,” he said with a chuckle. “No complaints from here,” Millicent said with a smile, then she stood up. Jason turned towards her direction and asked “Now, will you tell me what is wrong? You only toss and turn like that when you have something weighing on your mind. Is this about what I told you? About Silas?” Millicent’s eyes widened as she said “What? No, no. That is not... I mean, yes, what happened to your brother is… well, totally surprising. But I know you
“What?! Since when?” Mia’s shock-laced question resounded throughout her office floor. She looked aside to see some of the employees passing and they paused to look at her. She quickly waved at them with a smile that all was fine and hurriedly went to her door to close it. She turned back, put her phone on speaker and dropped it on her table before she said “Silas Benjamin Rouarke, what the hell are you talking about?” “Wow, that judgy tone of yours is really helpful right now, sister” Silas’s voice resounded in her spacious, elegantly furnished office. Mia raked her hand through her hair, then turned back to say “Oh, helpful? You want help? You had better hope that the host of heavens come down to help you when mom hears about this…this madness of yours!” she snapped at him. “You know what? I really do not have time for this. I must have been mistaken when I thought that I will get a little support at least from you before I talk to Jason and Mom. Guess not. Thanks for nothing” “
“That was not how I expected that brunch to go” Jason said as they got back home that day. “Yeah, you and I both” Millicent said as she went straight to the fridge to take bottled water. “You want some?” she asked Jason but he merely shook his head before he flopped onto the bed. “Poor Simon. He was beside himself with worry and guilt that he should have noticed that she was not herself” Millicent shook her head as she went to sit by him. “I am not sure he could have known when a strong-willed woman like Andrea was determined to hide something like that from him. You should have seen the look on her face before she left that restroom though. She was terrified yet showed a brave face” Jason laid his hand on Millicent’s belly as he said “I am sure they will figure out the best way to go about this and we will be there to help them with whatever they need as well” Then he sighed before saying “Does it make me a terrible person that I am glad that we do not have to worry about such a
The Monroes had a celebratory brunch with Heinrich, the deadly duo, and Anastasia the following day. Heinrich invited them to his home to celebrate his clean bill of health and the promotions. The doctor informed him the day before that the toxins in his system had been finally gotten rid of. Also, the neurotoxicity potency had been curbed to a minimal level. Though he still had to take medication for the rest of his life, new research funded by Jason was already underway on how to completely cure neurotoxicity. So they were all optimistic that he would be totally fine and free of medications soon. They all arrived for the brunch in high spirits. Everyone was still happy about the turn of events in the company. The deadly duo and Anastasia marvelled at the magnificence of Heinrich’s home. Then they all settled down to the magnificence spread provided by Heinrich’s cook and his assistants. Mouthwatering biscuits and gravy complimented the no yeast, French toast bagels so well, yet the